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The Hello and welcome to me in the episode number 514 of real life ghost stories

and I have two spooky stories for you today and the last story comes from the 6th of January

2026 and story number one comes from Anonymous.

When I was a kid, I was living with parents that shouldn't have had a kid at all.

I am an only child and I have always been conscious of my physical self, as well as my mind and my

spiritual self. Mind you, that doesn't mean I believe I'm sensitive to the spiritual world, whatever that

might mean.

I don't possess the ability to see spirits.

I don't think I possess the ability to hear them or such.

At times, though, don't we all have that prickly feeling in the back of our neck,

letting us know that something is a little bit on the weird side. Anyway, I would like to premise these stories by the fact that I lived with my parents

until the age of 18, then I moved to a different city, away from them and their toxic environment.

My day could be going from nice and quiet to hearing shouts, breaking of plates, neighbours knocking at the door, and me always working as the pacifier between my parents or with my family.

This is to say that my family life was not easy, and maybe these kinds of experiences were triggered by it.

Or maybe it is the house that exacerbated it all.

I remember electrical disturbances, like the light in my room switching on and off of its own volition.

The light switch in my bedroom was one of those that you had to touch and keep touching to regulate how bright the light was.

It wasn't a slider, it was a touch on. So many times I woke up with the light on or going

slowly up or down or doing pretty much whatever it liked. On a similar note, I had a TV in my

bedroom and it was a cathode one. To switch that TV I had to press a button that went deep

into the TV itself. The volume at times went up and down

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